Meiday - Transaction (English lyrics) - The International Connect

1st verse (Leto) :
I’m with Shems, Oussama, le chat
The dope spot is running like Pamela’s body
The only thing I think about is my profits, even when I’m in her arms
J’la met dans le frigo quand j’finis de cooké ça
Even more rubber bands, talk to us in numbers
Futur rich bitch !
Beef, cocaine, the street are atractive to us so I’m cleaning my gun !
(Double bang !)
We’re doing our thing I used to dream so much about it
Gat and gloves in the bank
Pas le temps plus que quatre temps (Cheuh’ Cheuh’ Cheuh’…)
Fuck the undercover police car, evil is rancorous, tommorow I’ll come spray you up
The streets aren’t censored, way too many suspects in handcuffs, my gang is already on a watch list
The transaction is completed, be careful, I’m with Meiday
You can get smoke over a dope spot, the profits, the pain, the respect
We go from kilos to grams
From love to hatred, miss me with all those promises
Lies, hard work, long jail sentences
She’s wating for me to finish my bottle !
Double bang !

2nd verse (Meiday) :
At every birthday we lose a brother !
We never forget even when drunk off Jack or Belvedere
Over weed or (??), we’ll light your ass up
Let us handle things when it’s a war
My team is murderous
Bring the weed yeah my brother, we’ll cut it at least 6 times
Even the neighborhood gossipers don’t recognize you
Who are you ? This coems from the 9-3
Are you shacking hands or are you counting your fingers ?
You want to know who’s the traitor ? He’s right next to me
You want to know where’s my weapon ? It’s right next to me ?
It’s pissing them off to see my team make it out the slums
She was acting like a whore and I didn’t fuck her, that pissed her off
The weapons come from the east, the dope comes from the cartels
Deux, trois pots on t’malmène
Meiday, Pso Baingz !

Chorus (Leto) (x2)
I dreamed of smuggling drugs since I was little
Even if I have to use my gun
We live, we sell drugs, we duck from the cops
The dope spot, the fiends, the ziplocks, retaliations, gun shots, that’s part of the game !

3rd verse (Samat) :
Just like that pure shit, I don’t mix
The devil whispers, but the eagle talk
You talk about the street but you’re not there
We hustle hard for the paper
We’ve been through crime, drugs and police raids
We ran dope spots and climb the ladders
We’ve already done the turn, we tidied up
We don’t have the same life story, not the same age
Gun, loaded, I’m raging
Your body, thrown, in the Seine river
I left no DNA traces
Was taking your life away worth it ?
Apparently you guys are all determined
When I pull the gun out you all try to atc like brothers
Our mothers pour tears, we pay the bills
I’m one finger away from killing them all
We beat down traitors, you’re snorting lines
I’m gonna do you dirty, Wallah you’re not ready
You’ll end up on the ground, silhouette drawn with white chalk
I’m taking back service, recess is over

4th verse (Aero) :
La Fourche, la Tour, la J
17-zoo I don’t see many Qataris aroudn here
I neter the game XV Barbarian
Drugs, weapons, yeah this is Paris
Zombie out hustling all night (yeah)
When it coems to money we’re quick like Messi
I can see further ahead than you brother, everything is possible
Pso thug, sensible zone, they were sayign that we wouldn’t advance
Always determined, ruthless, come over to the V1 for that pure shit
Yeah guys, get out the (??)
We fucked you over, you got played
Honey flavored Jack, do your thing Black D
Coming through the alley is a bad idea
Even if you’re strapped up you’re gonna run
Put on your bullet proof vest, ask Cheu-B
Oussama in front of the 6.5, Fa2z in front of the 3.4
All my zombies are in the Bricksquad
In the Bricksqaud, all my zombies are in the Bricksquad
Yeah, Ciroc, big bag of weed
1.7, alley streets, it’s demonic